Chapter 51: About My Single-handed Destruction of the World
Wei Wuchang shouted in despair: "Hasn't your cultivation been completely lost?"
Sikong Qing threw the undercover's half-body away and licked the blood on the back of his hand.
"Well, I still have enough strength to crush an ant to death."
Ye Xiaoman went to visit her senior sister.
The eldest senior sister was unlucky and miserable. As an outstanding representative of the outer sect disciples, she had to take on some of the work of interacting with the Wei family.
I was seen by Wei Wuchang yesterday and almost got killed.
Fortunately, the other outer disciples were there at the time, and everyone worked together to rescue the eldest sister.
Xiao Chujing, the eldest brother and others were also injured due to the conflict with Wei Wuchang's men, and are now recuperating in their respective caves.
The eldest sister was not hurt, just frightened and needs to rest for a few days.
The usually arrogant and fierce senior sister was lying on the bed, her face pale and so weak that she had lost all her energy.
The female practitioners from the same sect gathered around her bed and cursed Wei Wuchang together.
It's just a verbal venting of anger. The overall situation is more important. I can't do anything to Wei Wuchang.
Wei Wuchang also threatened that he would get the eldest senior sister sooner or later, and then recruit all the other beautiful female disciples in the outer sect as his cauldrons. It is said that he is already looking at their portraits.
The eldest sister was so frightened and worried that she fell ill.
Ye Xiaoman brought her some tranquilizing pills. The spiritual herbs were grown in her field and had been ground into powder and made into tea bags that could be directly soaked in water and drunk.
The eldest sister glanced at Ye Xiaoman and hummed, "Although I don't want to admit it, you are indeed the most beautiful one in the sect."
She kindly reminded him, "Go home early. Remember to hide well before Wei Wuchang leaves."
Ye Xiaoman nodded obediently, "I will avenge my senior sister if I have the chance."
Everyone present laughed after hearing this. Ye Xiaoman looked honest and sincere, but sometimes she liked to brag.
But it's always good to have this intention.
The eldest sister smiled for the first time in many days.
Before Ye Xiaoman was about to leave, the senior sister called her.
"The sack of spiritual herbs behind the door is for you. Weren't you collecting the herbs that the spiritual garden didn't want before?"
"I didn't collect it specifically for you. I just picked it up when someone else was about to throw it away."
The eldest senior sister knew that Ye Xiaoman was secretly selling spiritual herbs to make money, which was forbidden in the sect, so she turned a blind eye to Ye Xiaoman's behavior.
"Don't be too moved, I just feel sorry for the poor."
Ye Xiaoman returned to the cave where she lived, carrying a heavy sack of waste spiritual herbs.
When I passed by the farmland near my home, I saw two rows of unfamiliar footprints in the field.
Someone arrogantly took a shortcut and walked through her fields to reach her home, killing more than a dozen spiritual herbs.
For a farmer, he can tolerate his uncle but not his sister-in-law.
There was a sound of fighting coming from inside the house.
Ye Xiaoman put down the sack and kicked open the closed door.
After a fierce fight, Sikong Qing and Wei Wuchang were both exhausted. Currently, one of them was sitting on the bed and the other was standing against the wall, and they were in a truce.
Sikong Qing had just recovered from a serious injury, and Wei Wuchang had a life-saving magic weapon, so neither could take the other's life.
Wei Wuchang had figured out Sikong Qing's background and was very bold. "Sikong Qing, once I recover a little bit of strength, you're done...who!"
When Ye Xiaoman walked in, their eyes lit up.
Sikong Qing straightened his messy red clothes and said, "Ye Xiaoman, capture him for me."
Wei Wuchang recognized Ye Xiaoman wearing the uniform of a Qing Dynasty disciple and quickly ordered:
"You are a cultivator of the Qingzheng Sect, right? Look carefully, I am Wei Wuchang, the man you mortals are trying to win over and curry favor with. Kill Sikong Qing for me, and I will forgive you for harboring the demons."
"It doesn't matter if you don't dare to kill him. Come here and help me to Sikong Qing."
There was suspicious red liquid everywhere. Ye Xiaoman looked around the messy scene at home in confusion, looked at the blood at the corner of Sikong Qing's mouth, and walked towards Wei Wuchang without hesitation.
Wei Wuchang was overjoyed.
The corners of Sikong Qing's eyes turned red and his expression changed drastically.
He hated betrayal the most in his life. "Ye Xiaoman, don't forget, you still have my life-sharing Gu on you. If I die, you won't be able to survive either."
Ye Xiaoman's reaction was just to pick her ears as if she was annoyed by his noise.
Wei Wuchang smiled complacently, but when he saw Ye Xiaoman walking towards him with her outstanding appearance, he became distracted.
"Little female cultivator, don't be afraid. I will help you get rid of the poison and make sure you feel comfortable."
Ye Xiaoman grabbed his hair crown with her hand.
Wei Wuchang: "I asked you to help me up, what are you doing?"
Ye Xiaoman swung his head up and down in the same position as he fell to the ground, hitting the ground with his forehead seven or eight times in a row before stopping.
"How dare you trample on my grass seedlings!"
"Your father didn't teach you how to be a good man, but your aunt taught you."
Wei Wuchang's head was hit so hard that he saw stars and started cursing.
The smile returned to Sikong Qing's face from Wei Wuchang.
Wei Wuchang had a foul mouth, and Ye Xiaoman beat him hard.
"Bitch, do you know who I am? I am Wei Wuchang, Wei Wuchang!"
"Just wait, I'll find someone to take your place sooner or later."
Ye Xiaoman: "I'm really scared."
Later, when Wei Wuchang wanted to fight back, Ye Xiaoman clamped her arms around his neck and twisted it to the right.
He just broke his neck.
Don’t ask, if you’re wondering, I learned it from twisting zombies in the apocalypse in my previous life.
The body's memory is just an automatic reaction after being attacked.
Click.
Wei Wuchang immediately fell silent, his neck drooping limply.
There was a moment of silence in the room.
Ye Xiaoman put Wei Wuchang's body back on the ground and probed under his nose with her finger.
No air left.
A thoughtful expression came over her face.
Humbly asked Sikong Qing: "Did I kill Wei Wuchang very easily just now?"
Sikong Qing gave her a thumbs up: "The movements are beautiful and the killing is decisive."
Ye Xiaoman scratched her head embarrassedly.
"I didn't actually want to kill him. I just wanted to beat him into paralysis, completely deprive him of his male function, poison him to make him lose his memory, and finally throw him outside the mountain gate and pretend that he was attacked by other demons."
Sikong Qing staggered over, squatted beside Ye Xiaoman, and looked at Wei Wuchang's body with her.
Ye Xiaoman still had a very calm expression, "Can I ask, if I kill Wei Wuchang, what will be the consequences?"
Sikong Qing picked up Wei Wuchang's fan and admired the gems on it.
He analyzed it to Ye Xiaoman leisurely.
"Wei Wuchang is the only son of the Wei family master."
"The Wei family master had a son in his old age. He was his only child and he doted on him like a treasure. He would hold him in his mouth for fear of him melting, and he would hold him in his hands for fear of him dropping. As a result, he spoiled Wei Wuchang and turned him into a devil."
"The Wei Wuchang clan is the great lord of the Demon Realm, ruling over one-third of the territory."
"It is precisely because of his great strength and influence among the demons that the current head of the Wei family is committed to peace. As a result, the human world and the demons have been able to enjoy hundreds of years of peace."
Ye Xiaoman's voice began to tremble: "After Wei Wuchang died..."
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